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Peter Hughes was out of town When our lease expired So I turned some temp work down And did what was required To get the house as well-prepared For walk-through as I could Though I was all too well aware My best was none too good Couldn't get the freezer cleared So I hacked out all the ice With a pair of garden shears And I stabbed the sofa twice Giant cardboard Donald Duck Waterlogged settee I called the bulk removal truck To haul off this debris So this is how it's over And this is where it ends As friends are lost to lovers And lovers lost to friends Took down all the Post-It notes Washed the sticky walls Inside jokes, collagey quotes That line the empty halls Filled my trunk with books and coats On the 1st of May Listen to the Mountain Goats And pack the tape away Through the crutches over The wall where our yard ends As friends are lost to lovers And lovers lost to friends When I swept out every ? And I made that broken ? A security deposit Was all I meant to forfeit But it barely even covers The damage which extends From friends we've lost to lovers To lovers lost to friends